Rocky IV
- PG
- Year:
- 1985
- 91 min
- 5,948 Views
(# "Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor)
# Risin' up
# Back on the street
# Did my time, took my chances
# Went the distance,
now I'm back on my feet
# Just a man and his will to survive
# So many times, it happens too fast
# You change your passion for glory
# Don't lose your grip
on the dreams of the past
# You must fight just to keep them alive
# It's the eye of the tiger,
it's the thrill of the fight
# Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
# And the last known survivor
stalks his prey in the night
# And he's watchin' us all
in the eye of the tiger
- Come on! We made a deal.
- I know, but it's extremely crazy.
It's mentally irregular,
but it makes all the sense in the world.
- You owe me a favour.
- I know, but, uh...
- When did you think of this?
- This is very crazy, Apollo.
- Stallion, when you won that last fight...
...you won by one second.
You beat me by one second.
That's very hard for a man
of my intelligence to handle.
Didn't you say you learned
how to live with it?
- I lied.
- Oh, you lied?
Oh! So now you just gotta
prove it to yourself, right?
Just for myself. No TV,
no newspapers - just you and me.
Nothin' - just you and me.
Age before beauty.
- Anything you say.
- I do all the work. OK.
I tell you, Apollo, you'd better go slow.
You ain't as young as springtime no more.
- I'm still young enough to whip your butt.
- Oh, yeah? How you gonna do that?
- You taught me everything you know.
- Almost everything.
You gotta remember: You fight great,
but I'm a great fighter. You ready?
- Absolutely.
- You know, Stallion...
...it's too bad we gotta get old, huh?
Oh, just keep punchin', Apollo.
- Wanna ring the bell?
- All right.
Ding, ding.
Come on, Stallion.
Come on, come on.
Boy, you really move
good for an older guy.
- Look at him fly.
- Look out now.
No, you don't want any of this.
- (Apollo) Come on.
- Maybe I'm in here with the wrong guy.
Dad, you're late. Mom's gonna yell at you.
- So how you doin'?
- Fine.
You know, don't you think
that's a little bright?
- A little bit?
- Where'd you get that hat?
- A friend gave it to me. Like it?
- Who punched you in the eye?
- Same friend.
- That's weird. Better hurry, Dad.
You know, you're developin'
a very, very loud personality.
Don't go too fast,
or you're gonna get out of focus.
Oh, really? Wuh-ha-ha-ha!
- Yo!
- (man) Yo. It's about time.
I'm sorry I'm late.
- Why don't you go and get ready to eat?
- Great. You're here.
- Now you can stop calling him names.
- You been callin' me names?
We wait any longer,
it'll be my next birthday.
- Where have you been?
- Oh, uh, gettin' punched.
Bring the cake in and we can
get this celebration under way.
- Boy, am I hungry.
- Baby, why don't you get the cake?
We got a great surprise.
You're gonna love this cake.
- And your present.
- Where is it?
Let me set the mood. I gotta turn
the lights down and everythin'.
- Watch this.
- Is it parked outside?
Just be patient, would ya?
I'm so excited, I'm startin' to sweat.
I feel like I'm gettin' ready to go into
a big fight or somethin'. Watch this.
(electronic voice) Happy birthday, Paulie.
- What the hell is this?
- Your present.
I wanted a sports car for my birthday,
not no walkin' trash can!
- Come on! He looks great.
- This is extremely psycho.
You have no friends,
so we thought you'd like it.
Pretend you're happy.
It'll keep you company.
- That's a great-lookin' guy.
- Please make a wish.
It's creepy! It talks!
Creepy? I wish I had one of these
when I was growin' up.
- Go on, make a wish, like he says.
- I wish I wasn't in this nightmare.
Very classy wish. What do you think?
- (bleeps)
- Very good, huh?
You wanna help me
put out this forest fire?
- Sure.
- OK. On the count of three. One...
...two... three!
Whoa! Whoa!
- Well, they're out.
- You "drownded" me!
Oh, don't worry.
I'll clean it up for you, Paulie.
Da-da!
- Rocky!
- Yeah, you noticed.
What are you doing with that cake?
The party ain't over yet, you know.
We still gotta celebrate some more.
- It's a special night.
- Yeah, it's Wednesday.
It's Wednesday, but in case you forgot...
...it's almost been nine years since
you've been married to me, so...
...here's your prize.
- But our anniversary's a week away.
- That's true, but, uh... why wait?
- Has it been that rough?
- (laughs) No, no.
I tell you, it's been excellent.
Open your prize. Go on.
- Go on, open your prize.
- OK.
- Do you like it?
- It's beautiful.
All right!
I was so nervous. I didn't know.
I... I hope you like it.
The guy I bought it from says even if
it looks like a snake, don't worry...
...cos it won't bite you.
Oh! It's beautiful.
You know what's amazing?
everything still seems kinda new.
You remember a long time ago
I told you that, uh...
...I said that you ain't never
gettin' rid of me. Remember that?
Well, you're not.
You're never gettin' rid of me.
Happy "almost anniversary".
(barrage of questions)
- A few questions, please.
- How long are you here for?
- We talk later.
- When are you gonna fight, Drago?
We talk later.
(man) Is it definite that the Soviet Union
will enter professional boxing?
No more talk now.
We will talk at press conference.
(advert on TV) # Oh, golden dishes
from Church's and catfish at Church's
# Have some catfish from
Church's Fried Chicken
# Catfish from Church's!
Today may be a landmark
in sports history.
After unravelling years of red tape,
Russia will throw its hat into the ring -
the prize ring. The introductions were
made by his wife, Ludmilla Vobet Drago -
gold medallist in swimming.
Today the Soviet Union has officially
entered professional boxing.
My husband and great undefeated
heavyweight world amateur champion...
... Captain lvan Drago, has come here
with his trainers to America...
... to compete as an international
sportsman and ambassador of goodwill.
(man#1) Has he boxed
against a professional?
From having been trained in Russia
by great boxing coach Manuel Vega...
... and now by Sergei Rimsky,
we hope he's qualified to do so.
- (man#1) Hope?
- Well, I know he is...
... but I don't want to sound too confident.
We would like an exhibition bout with
your famous champion, Rocky Balboa.
(man#2) You think he can fight
someone as seasoned as Balboa?
There is no one who can match his
strength, endurance or aggressiveness.
(man#3) You make him
sound indestructible.
Yes, he is.
(anchorman) Can this mammoth Russian,
nicknamed the Siberian Express...
the professional heavyweight ranks?
Whoever he fights first,
it'll be one hot ticket.
We'll be right back with a check on
today's pro football sports scoreboard.
- (loud pop music)
- Dad, when can I learn to fight?
- I can't hear you. What?
Yo. Could you turn your robot down?
You see, I fight so you don't have to fight.
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